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Just knowing my presence is hurting someone.
“Don’t tell my dad.” Tacos are his lifeblood, even ones at fast food joints.
Signing off, your friendly neighborhood human.”
“You know me better than any guy ever has. You’re my person.”
His chest collapses in a breath. “You know I feel the same.”
His love for his family has always been extremely sexy. And I’m going to be honest here: it makes me want to have kids with him. Badly.
My lips lift at a thought: I’m going to be his Winter Soldier. For decades. For life.
You should know that I can survive in any universe, but I only want to live in the ones with Farrow Redford Keene.
His hair color has changed, by the way. Like epically changed.
“No, see, you and Jane have a tendency to accept harassment because you think it’s normal. I just want to make sure that doesn’t happen here.”
“You’re just so pure.”
“It’s almost like you’ve never made out in the living room of your parent’s house before.” “Because I haven’t.” “I know.”
“I love the fuck out of you, Maximoff.”
“Lily heard some noise, and I came down to make sure Kinney wasn’t trying to communicate with the dead. She has school tomorrow.”
“Didn’t expect to see my son crying—” “Dad—” “You can cry, bud.” He tries to soften his tone. “You know that?”
“Aristotle says there are three types of friendships. Friends for usefulness. Friends for pleasure. And then there’s true friendship. Friends that do things in pursuit of good for each other. Not for any other reason.”
Aristotle said it best. Friendship is a single soul dwelling in two bodies.
Because my parents are addicts, and I understand, well and good, that addiction is a disease. It’s not a fucking choice—and
“My mom and dad raised me to fight the demons that they weren’t raised to fight. I’m strong because of my parents, and maybe that’s the point. They broke the cycle, and now I’m here to fight for him.”
It’s okay if you don’t believe me. I don’t need to convince you anymore.
We love confidence
“Does the little dude have an off switch?” “He’s a baby, not an electrical appliance.” “Looks the same to me.”
“Just thinking how nuts you are. You took in a white trash baby and now you want white trash as your best man.”
Luna smiled. “Love you to planet Thebula and back.”
She turns over her hand, and he places the tiny card on her palm, already flipped to his handwriting in black Sharpie. Be my groomswoman? Luna wipes her tearful gaze. “Me?” Farrow smiles softly. “You’re the one holding the card.” Her eyes drift to me. “We fought over you,” I tell my sister. “It took hours.” “I won.” Farrow lifts and lowers his brows in a wave.
“Why does it look like Hedwig just died a second time?” The Harry Potter reference brings smiles to my siblings’ faces.
“I forgot a Hufflepuff was in the room. Cover your ears next time.”
“Maximoff.” My dad stakes me with the worst glare. “Did the first five seconds of this conversation apparate from your mind? Because I know you’re not blatantly ignoring what I told you.”
“Listen to me,” he says. “You are not responsible for me, Moffy. If something happens to me, it’s going to be because of me. Do you get that?”
Knowing what I need, and I scream, the anguished sound dying in the pool. Heaviness barrels out of me, and I’m honestly crying. Tears lost in the water.
but I’d regret not helping Lily and Lo when we had the chance.”
All I know now is that we’re jumping headfirst together.
Unpopular opinion time: I don’t hate them together. But this is also way too fucking complicated. Which is why Maximoff is a six-foot-two G.I. Joe.
“Man, you’ve got Cobalts Never Die tattooed on your knee. Loren Hale isn’t going to think you’re one of
These families are powerful, and they have the ability to destroy people. Loren Hale is the Emperor of Petty, and he’s extremely protective of his daughter.
“I love you, bud, and I’m grateful for you every goddamn day. And I can’t wait to see you marry the man of your dreams.”
It’s a phrase that stays with me. Man of your dreams.
His strong hand encases my cheek, my jaw. “Just let go, okay?” His eyes are welled up. “You don’t need to be titanium.”
My kids won’t have a mom, and they’re not worse off because of that. They have the pride of having two devoted fathers, who’ll love them unconditionally, care for them, dote on them and protect the hell out of them.
“I’m not sober.”
“You’re killing your taco, Dad.”
“Kinney has Salem. Xander has Erebor. Luna has Orion. And Farrow and I named ours Arkham, after—” “Arkham Asylum.” A location in Gotham City.
“I’d really love for you to walk me down the aisle.”
“You may find yourself in a fucking situation where you have no other gear besides a rope. And it’s useless unless you know how to fucking use it.”
“You’ll live,” Charlie says. “But we can still throw you a funeral to celebrate the death of your common sense.”
You’re never going to be the reason I relapse.”
Her words, “Life with Farrow is better than life without Farrow.”
“You’ve made me so goddamn proud to call you my son.”
We’ve always been headstrong, and there’s nothing I’d want more than to stand in the pouring rain with Farrow on our wedding day.
“You’re the person that my soul has been searching for because my head was too stubborn to do it.”
Drenched, Farrow pushes back my sopping hair, and I’m a maple tree. Officially. Sap has become me.
